Thursday, November 02, 2006

5:37 Standard Time

Running down the trail
next to the tracks
the dusk blew-in dark and cold
tumbled most trail souls home
except for the lone walker on an overhead bridge
clutching a briefcase hunched
against the wind

5:38
looking beyond the underpass
down the train rails to where the city ends
a blotch of pink-purple-orange clouds
meant it was still afternoon somewhere
warm and soul-filled
I could hear them partying
dancing the rumba
or
maybe
maybe it was the pompons from my stocking cap
tapping my head as I ran

- OB

7 comments:

Shawn Kielty said...

Jogged?

the old bag said...

what, I can't jog? :-]

Squirrel said...

Cross training is cool....CROSS DRESSING is just the coolest though:) Run OB...run....fixen to get me run on too:)

Peace

X Bunny said...

5:20
we finish our jog in the rain
it's hard to tell how much of the wetness of my shirt is sweat or rainwater
and i can't see a damn thing so i don't even notice the mud all over me until i get home

that was fun

Shawn Kielty said...

very nice baggy -- of course you can jog ...

gwadzilla said...

I need to start running again

it would be good for my mind, body, soul, cycling, and my dog

but

I am not sure that it would be good for my ankles

the old bag said...

Squirrel -- yeah, I've seen the pics!

Bun -- playin' in the mud....

Shawn -- I like to think of it as prep for skiing instead of jogging...running just isn't my favorite thing.

Gwadz -- yup, it can take a toll on the bod...I say new shoes!